Birdie: No! You're here already?!Balrog:I don't know what you did, but Bison ordered your execution.Birdie:Ha! You only know how to punch! It is you who will be executed!

Birdie: Curses!! The Psycho Drive was almost in my hands...!Balrog:...Psycho Drive? What is that? Tell me or I'll punch you again!Birdie:...! No, please don't! I'll tell you now! With its power, you can...

Balrog: White hair... Traditional Chinese garb... You must be Gen!Gen: ...What do you want?Balrog: I heard you've beaten up many of our dealers. Isn't that true? Nothing personal, but my job requires me to end your life.Gen:You will repent your foolish ways in the other world...

M. Bison: Impressive job, Balrog. You're well qualified as an executive. I expect a lot from you. Work hard for my ambition...Balrog:I don't need a flashy title! Just give me the Psycho Drive!M. Bison:So, you've learned something from that guy... You would have lived longer, had you been faithful to me. I will punish you for your greed! Repent in the hereafter!

"Hmpf. That's a lotta cash for a job like this. Coming from Bison, I'd expect something a little more interesting than keeping an eye on some doll. I dunno if he wants a new replacement body or what, but he's definitely up to somethin' evil, that's for sure. Wait a second. He's spent an awful lot of time and money getting those dolls made, and if he's gone to the trouble of having me guard the damn things, I'd say those freaks must be worth some major cash. Heh heh he. I can almost smell the money now... If I can pull this off, I'll be on easy street forever!"

Balrog:"Hey!"Child:"Y-Yes?"Balrog:"What can you do, anyway?"Child:"Like what?"Balrog:"If you're supposed t'be a, replacement body for him, you gotta do somethin'! Can you fly or see the future or what?"Child:"I... I'm sorry. By myself, I..."Balrog: "You can't do nothin' by yourself, huh? Even more worthless than I thought! Well, I saved ya, so ya better do somethin' for me!"